It’s been a while since my last entry and life has been a bit of a whirlwind. Husband was out of work for ten months and during this period of job hunting, as the job opportunities in San Diego County were not opening up–to either of us, as I was also looking for a professional position, we agreed that he would expand his job search nationwide. This proved to be very fruitful and resulted in our move all the way to the east coast in the beautiful state of Maryland.
For me the move was very emotional. I cried as discreetly as I could the entire plane trip. I miss my grandchildren and my kids and parents very much. When I got off the plane and saw my husband, I sobbed in his arms and then cried all the way to our new home, which he was not expecting at all. Husband started his job in August and he moved two months before I did, and with the separation, I think he was expecting a happier reunion. It was, and still is, his worst fear that I would take this move very hard and resent him for it. I expect the sadness will go away with time. Husband is the most wonderful person in the world and loves me so much, that in spite of the tears, it was a very happy reunion.
This first week has been filled with constant unpacking, daily stink bug catching, snake rescuing, and putting forth my best effort to make this house a home. It’s a beautiful home and quite roomy, though smaller than our home in the west. The basement can hold everything I don’t want in the living area, so the house looks tidy. The day after I arrived, we caught about a hundred stink bugs. Apparently there has been a stink bug problem here in Maryland for a few years. Each day I catch fewer and fewer. Today, only two. The dogs have quickly become expert bug sniffers and will let me know when a bug has entered the house.
Yesterday morning when hauling more boxes down to the basement, I went to move a box and there was a little snake on top of one of the flaps. This totally startled me and I wanted to call husband; my very next thought was that I want to go home. I immediately went upstairs. I got up the courage to go back down to the basement and knock the snake into a big bucket so I could let him outside. After trying to get the snake off the box, it was discovered that the poor thing was stuck to the tape. Who knows how long it was there, but it looked dehydrated. I decided to rip the tape off the box and then try to somehow get the tape off the snake. I drizzled a little fish oil squeezed from a vitamin onto the tape to release the glue. After a few minutes, this did the trick and the little snake was set free outside my back door.
The scenery here is absolutely beautiful. Groups of white-tailed deer linger in the yard when the dogs don’t bark at them. We live on the border of a beautiful state park with lovely trails and streams. I think I am going to be happy here.